If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

I was a little annoyed at the end of the season. If I had known earlier, I would have made more preparations when we talked and not let so many people see it.

However, things have already happened, and there is no point in being upset. It is better to double your practice and break through the second level as soon as possible, so as to change your name.

Fortunately, he was not particularly famous and his information had not been exposed to the outside world. However, the elder who received Ji Mo and Lin Miaomiao at that time must have known their identities.

The Wen family probably didn't care about the Fire-Returning Beads, but what about that elder? What if he got greedy?

Ji Mo scratched his chin and thought carefully about this countermeasure.

In three days, it is definitely impossible to advance to the second level by the end of the season, and there is no chance of even reaching the peak of the first level.

Seeing that the time had come, I had no choice but to run away early and return to Ji's house.

After the tempering beads are exposed, someone will always find out about you. If you don't leave by then, it will be difficult to leave.

After making up my mind, I don’t think about it at the end of the season.

Devote yourself wholeheartedly to cultivation.

During these three days, Ji Mo was either practicing or watching others fight in the martial arts hall. Occasionally, he would go out to earn some money when he felt itchy.

Just the day before the competition, Tingquan found Jimo again.

In the astonishment of the season end, he gently said: "Night Owl, are you interested in another trade?"

Ji Mo was in deep thought, staring at the other person, and then led the way to a private room.

He filled a cup of tea for the other person and asked curiously, "What's the deal? And why me again?"

Feng Han smiled, his face a little vicissitudes. He took off his mask and sipped a cup of tea: "These are all profitable jobs, why can't they be handed over to acquaintances?"

"After all, we are half friends."

At the end of the season, he looked at the other person carefully, and suddenly said with a smile: "Of course, my friend."

As for how much truth and how much falsehood there were in his words at the end of the season, only he himself knew.

Seeing that Ji Mo had no intention of taking off his mask, Feng Han did not get angry. He just said, "I want to take you somewhere. Are you free now?"

Ji Mo nodded, but for safety reasons, he squinted his eyes and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Xuanhua Pavilion."

Ji Mo nodded and invited the other party: "Then there is no time to lose, let's go."

Ji Mo was not surprised by this answer. Wenchang City was so small, and the carriage came from Xuanhua Pavilion last time. It was very likely that the two of them lived there. Feng Han's invitation this time was also most likely related to Feng Shuang.

Of course, this is just speculation at the end of the season. We will have to wait and see what the truth is.

Feng Han closed his lips tightly, his face a little pale. He thought Ji Mo would ask something, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so straightforwardly.

I don’t know if it was these two collaborations that made Ji Mo let down his guard, or if the other party guessed his purpose.

The former is fine, but the latter makes Feng Han feel a little uncomfortable.

This feeling of being seen through is really terrible, and I have no way to counter it.

Led by Feng Han, the two came to a luxurious courtyard where various beautiful vegetation were reasonably arranged.

The place is full of vitality, everything is flourishing, and the fragrance of flowers makes people feel comfortable.

It's just that this vibrant scene seems to be mixed with something else.

Ji Mo narrowed his eyes and looked inside the door.

Seeing Ji Mo's expression, Feng Han smiled slightly, and inwardly he admired, "He's really sensitive. He can even sense this."

After not sensing any danger, Ji Mo walked into the cabin and saw a surprising scene.

A woman who is almost naked, with only sensitive parts of her body covered by vines, closes her eyes tightly, raises her head slightly, and roots herself in the soil like a plant basking in the sun.

Her emerald green hair was spread on the ground, her legs turned into roots, her upper arms turned into branches and leaves, her lips were slightly open, and a comfortable moan came from time to time.

Looking at the slender woman with a strange appearance, Ji Mo frowned slightly and asked in disbelief, "Could this be Feng Shuang?"

Feng Han sighed softly and said helplessly: "It's her."

Ji Mo took a few steps forward, but found that Feng Han did not stop him.

So Ji Mo walked directly to Feng Shuang, looked at her arms that had turned into branches and leaves, and gently pinched them.

Rough and hard, it’s not an illusion, it’s real!

Ji Mo turned around and looked at Feng Han.

A helpless smile appeared on Feng Han's pale face.

"This is the side effect of the [Tree Demon]."

"This is the remaining consciousness in the demon pill."

"During long-term use, the maple frost was assimilated by it."

"It's getting worse. Now I can only transform back into human form for a few hours a day."

"Her consciousness has become extremely rigid. If this continues, she will eventually turn into a [Tree Demon]."

Looking at the other person's frustrated and self-blaming expression.

Ji Mo's intuition told him that this was real and not fake.

Ji Mo nodded, walked over to Feng Han, and asked, "What deal do you want to make?"

Feng Han did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he took Ji Mo to sit on the rattan chair and filled a cup of hot tea for Ji Mo.

Feng Han looked at Feng Shuang, his eyes full of doting: "Ji Mo, she is my only sister, so I must help her return to her original state, no matter how high the price is, I can accept it."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Ji Mo, his eyes full of determination.

The end of the season was a little touching.

But Ji Mo also knew that he should respect the fate of others. After a moment of impulse, Ji Mo's eyes became calm again.

He took a sip of tea and said softly, "I know, but what do you need me to do? You know, if you want to accomplish something, you have to pay a price."

Feng Han nodded and chuckled: "It's nothing, I don't necessarily need you."

"The package you brought last time contained tempering beads."

Ji Mo pretended to be surprised and said, "Returning Fire Pearl?!"

Feng Han nodded: "Yes, the Fire Returning Bead, this is the bet I made with Wang Ji."

"This is a bet. Wang Ji has a Phoenix Feather in his hand. That's the fastest method I know."

Ji Mo looked at the other party in astonishment: "Feng Yu?"

"A real phoenix feather? A feather from the phoenix that was reborn from the ashes?"

Feng Han nodded: "That's him."

"This is the foundation of Wang Ji's career."

"This is the fastest method I can find so far, and it's the only method I've found in all these years. I previously had you fight Kuiniu as a test so that Feng Shuang could attract Wang Ji."

"So as to set up a game, with Feng Yu as the stake."

Ji Mo digested this information in shock, and gradually frowned: "You are plotting against his foundation, how could he bet on this with you?"

Feng Han shook his head. "The Phoenix Feather will no longer be of much use to him. We have already agreed privately that the stakes are only 500 Spirit Stones, and the real stakes are the Phoenix Feather and the Tempering Bead."

Ji Mo nodded, but his brows were still furrowed. He asked doubtfully, "Then, what do you mean?"

"Let me replace Feng Shuang in this fight?"